Prologue

Firestar's POV:

This is it. This battle is not for me to win, I guess. Goodbye, ThunderClan. I know you'll be fine without me. I guess fire couldn't save our clan this time.

SLAH! A claw scraped Firestar's fur, as he was brought to the ground. WindClan, ShadowClan, and RiverClan were all fighting against ThunderClan because supposedly ThunderClan stole territory, prey, and were stealing kits. But no, ThunderClan was as loyal as ever, but the others didn't think so.

Firestar was fighting Onestar, Firestar's old friend. He was powerful, powerful enough to kill Firestar.

And Firestar was on his last life…the life of Nobility, Certainty, and Faith.

Firestar could feel Onestar's claws tearing through his fur. It was so unpleasant. "Not fighting back this time, eh, kittypet?" Onestar teased. "We used to be friends, Onestar. What happened?" Firestar asked. "I became leader and realized ThunderClan was no help to me anymore. I don't care that you brought my Clan back who knows how many seasons ago. That was then." Onestar answered. "This is my last battle, Onestar." "Givin' up the life of a leader? You must be an idiot." "The only idiot here is you, Onestar. We were best friends-""And that was a mistake. Goodbye, Firestar. Hope you believe in StarClan!"

And it all went black.

Sandstorm's POV:

"Retreat! Retreat!" Sandstorm heard Brambleclaw yell. Sandstorm looked frantically around for her mate. Where was Firestar? "Wait, where's Firestar?" Sandstorm called. Then, she saw him. Lying on the ground…not moving. She knew he was on his last life, but she didn't expect him to lose it. "Sandstorm, move it!" Dustpelt yelled. "But, Firestar!" "He's long gone! Now shut it and move!"

And that was the worst moment in Sandstorm's life.